San POV.

Strong, ambitious, outgoing, loud, successful, sexy, curvaceous, bitchy, FAMOUS. Words that can describe Santana Maria Lopez; she was all those and more but a few of them came later in life, such as FAMOUS. But in some ways the latina was famous, when she walked down those halls of William McKinley High with her hair in a pony tail, her hands on her hips and she wore that white and red cheerleading uniform students parted like the red sea for her and two others, Quinn Fabray and Santana's best friend Brittany . It was like that for the three years; Sophomore, Junior and Senior that they all were HBIC, well not so much Brittany she more or less just followed the brunette and the other blond. After graduating San and Britt moved the hell out of Lima, Ohio and to the big apple. Getting just a small dinky apartment that fit all their things was fine with them. As long as they had each other they were dandy. Two years living the not so BIG life the two finally decided to go to college in California that was until Brittany sprung that she got into Julliard 5 months before they were supposed to go to the University of California in Santa Monica.

*Flash Back*

"San! San! I got accepted into Julliard" Britt said jumping up and down with her hands clutched to the letter saying 'CONGRATULATIONS WERE EXCITED TO HAVE YOU COME AND ATTEND JULLIARD' She just couldn't stop bouncing and Santana walked out of the bathroom with a tooth brush in her mouth and a towel around her body and her hair up in a wet messy bun. "Waa? Bwrit say that aaginn" the latina spoke while still managing to brush her teeth at the same time. The blond bit her bottom lip and walked over and looked at her and held the piece of paper up. "I got accepted to Julliard S!" she said yet again and the brunette looked over the letter and she turned on her heels and walked back into the bathroom. Spit, brush, spit, rince, gargle, spit once more and then walked out and snatched the letter from the dancer's hands. "Congratulations Ms. Brittany S. Pierce" well they sure got your whole name right, sometimes they would spell her first or last name wrong. "were excited to have you come and attend Julliard for this 2014-2015 semester..please call us with in the next week to notify if you will be attending this year" Santana read out loud but mostly to herself, putting the letter down she looked at her best friend. This girl who thought the square root of 4 was RAINBOWS got into one of the top creative arts schools. Brittany only passed a lot of her classes because she had Santana. "Britt when did you even audition for Julliard? We were planning on going to UC at Santa Monica together, California.." The blond had her hands down at her sides and looked at the latina. "San you know I want to go here, I did it when you were at work..i know we said, well you said but I want to go.." Brittany was so sure of herself and she sure damn sounded like it. "but WE planned this for two whole years..it was a way for us to do what we loved and be together at the same time" Santana tried to explain to the blond. After high school the two finally got together, the make outs, sex in high school together was for real and actually leaving the hell of high school they could be who they wanted to be and what they wanted to be was to be together.

5 months went way to fast in both of their heads and Santana was loading up her Deep Blue 2007 Jeep with her belongings while Brittany was loading her 2009 Jet Blue Honda Civic. All the sex and dates that went on didn't prepare them and would have never prepared them for this for now goodbye. San sat on the back of her jeep and watched as her girlfriend walked over with that killer smile on her face but in her eyes was pain and heartbreak. The latina tried to smile but she was feeling like Brittany's eyes. Pushing herself up the blonde wrapped her arms around her best friends neck and the brunette put her arms around her waist holding her tight to her body. Maybe, just maybe if she held her long enough time would stop and everything would just be a dream. But it wasn't tears were now streaming down both girl's cheeks. Silence was between the two of them until Santana broke it. "Ill always always love you Brittany..your my best friend always and much more" saying softly without trying to sound all sappy and upset. But Brittany couldn't help it she cried harder as she spoke. "I love you too Santana, always im going to miss you so much S" All the latina could do was hold her tighter to her body until they both let go slowly and looked into each others eyes. Those blue hues of the blonde's made the latina's heart melt every time; and those chocolate brown eyes that the brunette had did wonders and beyond to Brittany. The goodbye was heartbreaking , almost 20 years the two girls were inseparable and now they were parting for the first time. The two ex cheerios were in love, with each other and that feeling would never, could never go away. S kissed those lips once more, the kiss was passionate and full of love. Pulling away she wiped her tears and the blonds. "Bye.." The blond held Santana's hands in hers. "Bye" and she let them go slowly and then S made her way around the car and got in starting it. If she didn't leave now she never would. She drove off with tears staining her cheeks.

10 years, 10 years and Santana's life was just mad crazy. She graduated college with a bachelors in photography and a associates in journalism. Everything seemed to be looking up except for one thing, after a year of the latina and the blond parting they lost touch. Schedules were so hectic and the whole east coast, west coast time zoned screwed them over also. Everything was just so busy. Santana had boyfriends but no one could compare to the one her heart belonged to for so many years. She knew moving on would be the best but it didn't sit right with her. The brunette owned her own photography business and she was making a name for herself since being in California was where the celebrities were. Photographing anyone from Dakota Fanning to Jennifer Aniston; although she got brought back down to reality when her best friend Noah Puckerman who she surprisingly still kept in touch with moved out there to be close to her. He was her manager even though he had a very successful band he was in and in a way they were each others play things. When one needed the other, he would deliver the same stupid lines he did with her in high school but she had a soft spot for the singer but he wasn't enough to fill her emptiness and he knew that. He wish he was though.

Santana stood there in her studio which was just a old loft that she renovated. Bending over to see the screen of her recent photo shoot on her computer. The Carmen Wedding, she just went through picking ones out that were the best and put the ones that weren't in a folder. After being in California though for so long Puck finally convinced her that it was time to go closer to home and she was back in New York, New York. All the hype about her from the west coast was now migrating over to the east. The elevator she had in the studio sounded like it was coming to a stop and she looked over seeing Puck lift up the door and walk in. He shaved his Mohawk off and just went short hair.

"San I got a good one for ya" Puck said with a smile on his face and his hands shoved in his pockets. He couldn't help but to rake over the latina's body. Tight black skirt that showed off her perfect ass, she wore a corset like the one she wore in high school for the 'Express Yourself' Madonna number, it was just black and white though, with a blazer over top of it. Sure she got a boob job in her junior year of high school but fuck it worked out fine, her body was just BAM, still perfectly toned; appearance was everything and she liked to keep her body right.

"So are you going to tell me or are you going to stare at my ass and tits all day Puck.." Santana answered and looked back at him again and he shook his head and laughed slightly walking over. "Well you know I cant resist you in these clothes" Putting his hand on her behind and she stood up and turned around looking straight at him. S still had the bad ass look to her, that face which just showed pissed off most the time was still there. She just gave him 'that look' and he pulled his hands out of his pockets and put them up. "Alright alright, its short notice believe me but this magazine wants to do this article on this dancer or something but shes top of the heap over here in the east coast, the best one of the top best dancers and I got you the job" He said wearing a proud smile on his face. "Alright so when is it?" The latina asked with a smile on her face. Clearing his throat he took a step back and she looked at him weird. "You know only in about two hours.." "PUCK! What the FUCK! You know I need at least AT LEAST 2 WEEKS! " Yet again to defend himself he put his hands up. "SANTANA! The other photographer backed out they need you now! You're the best and they heard of you,go get your ass over there" Santana ran around, she stopped and took her heels off and then continued to run around gathering equipment she would need.

Britt POV.

Diapers, Jackson Elementary, Urbana Middle, William McKinley High, Julliard, Beyonce, Marriage, Kids or Kid. Just some of the mile stones the once ditsy cheerleader had accomplished in her life time. Passing school was a number one for her parents. Going to Julliard she got her degree in dance because that's the only thing she really went for. Her grades were good enough for her to keep going there yet some she skid by just by the skin of her, the teachers saw something in her and they had to push her though. In her second year of college she got called by a talent agency and they wanted to be her agents and she looked them over and asked around and apparently they were the best and boy did they show it. They got Beyonce Knowles to come down and watch her dance, she wanted her. Taking time off from school to pursue this it was a dream come true, she danced her heart out every single show and didn't get tired of it. She dated one of the guys who was another dancer yet it didn't fill the void in her heart that the latina had once filled. Brittany knew that Santana must of moved on so she did. So once she graduated Julliard she had a boyfriend and an amazing career. Her boyfriend proposed after 5 years of dating and they expected their first child the year after they got married. Laying there in the hospital room she smiled down at her baby girl and then up at her husband and smiled. "Katerina Santana James, hi there baby girl..welcome" She had a cute smile on her face looking at the bundle of joy god gave her and her husband Kyle. People magazine approached her about doing an article on her, about how she started out and became the famous known dancer on the east coast that everyone wanted to snatch up so she agreed to it only when her daughter was older and she was in better shape. She didn't get a say in who the photographer was because she had no idea. Brittany was still Brittany in many ways but she grew up and she was smarter than anyone would have ever known, well maybe for Santana she knew that Brittany was a genius.

The day came of the photo shoot and Katerina was 4 years old by then and People still wanted Brittany James. Kyle walked into the bedroom with the little blonde girl following and he had breakfast for her, he was her prince, he was the sweetest guy she ever met and would do ANYTHING for her. "Babe I got your favorite..blueberry pineapple pancakes two slices of bacon, eggs scrambled and some orange juice..and Kat here got you" Kyle bent down and picked up their four year old and she held out a daisy, one of her mothers favorites. "Here mommy I picked this for you" Kat had a beautiful smile. Brittany leaned over and kissed her daughters cheek and then her husband. "thank you both this is so amazing..come here baby girl lets eat then we get to go to a cool photo shoot.."